A Broken Heart

We have broken hearts, and we all know why. I don't think it's time, or maybe my place, to really go in to much detail at this point.
My cousin (and to some their sister, niece, daughter, granddaughter, mother, etc.) lost her husband. We are all so very, very sad on so many levels and for so many different reasons that we don't even want to think about.
We just want to pour out our love in hopes that it carries the family through. That's all we can do.

We are a large and vast and crazy family but we sure do love eachother a LOT.

My Valentine

Here is a picture of my Valentine with HIS dog, Pearl.

 

Bill is the best Valentine ever because he is so sweet. He will do anything for me and he never really even complains about it. He does things that most guys won't do. He cleans the house - including things like doing the dishes and washing the bathroom and doing laundry and making beds. He also does all the manly stuff that I don't do - like putting carseats in cars and taking out the garbage and carrying anything remotely heavy.

He always tells me that I look nice and sometimes is very specific and will say he likes my hair up. He doesn't flirt with other girls (well, he does, but in a non-threatening way). He goes to work and comes home right after work almost everyday instead of hanging out with other guys. He gives me back rubs all.the.time. He kisses me goodbye everytime he goes somewhere. He will run to the store and buy me coffee first thing in the morning if I am out even though it's really early and cold and he needs to get to work. He's patient with my mood swings. He's honest with me, but pretty much agrees with what I'm saying anyway.

My Valentine is the best Dad to our girls. He cuddles them and kisses and hugs them constantly. He gives them baths and does their hair. He helps them with homework and takes them sledding. He goes to the mall with us even though I can tell it's not his favorite. He goes to the store on Saturday mornings to buy CeCe donuts and lets the kids watch cartoons in the living room. He tells his daughters how smart they are.

 

I appreciate and love my Valentine more than I could ever express.

Planning This Vacation!

So here's what's going on with our Spring break vacation: There is nothing going on.

Well, yet.

We thought we'd be going on a Disney cruise in February with both my brothers, their families, and my Mom. Turns out February is not going to work.

I REALLY want to vacation in March, and am HOPING and PRAYING that it works out!

I want to give my kids this trip of a lifetime and it's been so hard just waiting and wondering how it's all going to work out.

I've got my fingers crossed.

I am, I think, I know

I am: Becoming more and more type A as I get older.

I think: Other Moms don't take me seriously.

I know: I'm a good Mom.

 

I want: To book this Disney cruise!

I have: Everything I need.

I dislike: Torture, cruelty, crazy people who do bad things.

I miss: Rick.

I fear: Dying and leaving my kids behind.

 

I feel: Happy then stressed then happy then crabby.....

I hear: currently - Max and Ruby, the baby I watch screaming, Laila and Delaney talking.

I smell: Coffee - I usually always have oils burning though.

I crave: Beer

I search: The internet all the time for information - especially when people put stuff on FB that I want to know more about.

I wonder: Why some people have kids when they never want to be around them.

I regret: Every single time I came down way to hard on one of my kids.

I love: My husband.

I care: About what I look like.

I am always: Weighing myself, picking up the house, doing 10 things at once.

I worry:  That I will never be good enough to be an interpreter and all this school is going to be a waste of time and money.

I remember: Some things from my life - good and bad. I don't remember a lot though, generally speaking

I sing: Along if I know the words.

I argue: With people on FB like an idiot.

I write: Just for school.

I lose: My mind when I feel like I'm the only one who ever does anything around the house.

I wish: I didn't have to work.

I listen: Well. Even though I talk a LOT, I can be a really good listener.

I don't understand: Why my kids aren't afraid of me.

I can usually be found: On this stupid computer.

I am scared: Of the night, I always think I hear noises.

I need: To get in shape!!!

I forget: People's names and faces.

I am happy: Most of the time.

From This to This

It's over! We went from being completely down for the count to BACK TO LIFE! Last Friday we all finally felt like ourselves. The warm weather came (40 degrees!) and we were going, going,....gone! We went to the Zoo on Friday. We played family games Friday night. We went out for lunch with Bill's sister and her family on Saturday then went tubing at Three Rivers. My Dad and Mare came Saturday and spend the night with us. I can't tell you how good it felt to be normal again!

We're still really wanting to go on a Disney cruise, but are waiting patiently for a date to come that works for everyone. Keep your fingers crossed!!

Have a great weekend!!

Sick cont.

It is Thursday and I have been rallying all week. I've been so, insanely, tired and I have a constant heachache that even keeps me up at night.
I've been up in the morning getting the girls ready for school. I've had daycare kids, extra daycare kids, and a set of twins coming today for 4 hours as a favor to a friend who's provider is on vacation.
Why do I do this to myself? One of my daycare parents, who I love, is home for the 3rd day in a row now. I'm pretty sure in my 9 years of parenthood I have never had one single day to be at home, by myself, to be sick and rest. I don't have a daycare provider (obviously) and we all know I don't have a Grandma or Grandpa to watch my kids so I can die in peace.
I seriously want to feel better. I'm sick of having something to eat then feeling sick for an hour afterwords and I am definitely sick of this headache.
Let's just say that when I DO finally feel like myself again I'm going to get out of this house and do something fun!

Sick

Everyone and their mother has been sick since the holidays, it seems. Bill was sick ON Christmas Day and so were so many other people!
We were good for a couple of days then last Monday one of my daycare kids threw up all over the kitchen table at lunch.
Cue: Laila throwing up ALL night Thursday, a little on Friday, and once again on Saturday morning....and then I started in ALL night Saturday.
Gross.

I have spent days on end sanitizing and cleaning and changing sheet and toothbrushes and I am over it. Noone else is allowed to get sick. Period.

I know a lot of other people/families have been sick this winter, too. It makes it really hard to get together and have fun with anybody!

Hopefully the worst is over and we can all get back to normal.